I Ain't Afraid of No Daleks

Actor David Tennant was off the set yesterday, with a massive illness. Seems the BBC Wale's caterers were on strike for the day, so the BBC brought in some takeaway from McDonald's.

Here, we see Mr. Tennant's reaction, after eating a Big Mac Value Meal:

According to Mr. Tennan't solicitors, he is suing the American food chain for making him ill, slurring his good family name (Tennant is his stage name) and for just having really sucky food.

A McDonald's spokesman said, "He could have gotten sick from eating any of our--erm, I mean, anybody's burger, and we're suing him for using the name "McDonald"--as well as suing everyone else named "McDonald" in Scotland, and as for our food being 'sucky,'...no comment."

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DAY 16

STORY 16

When Rivals Meet

The great horses bounded across the field. Two men, clad in shining metal, lances tipped forward, meet with a resounding clash, then staggering, recover. Again, the horn sounds, and again, the mad rush to kill or be killed.

In the stands, a golden-haired lass sits wringing her hands for the lad on the white charger. As they thunder down the pitch again, lances meet armor--one penetrating. She closers her eyes, as a in a shower of crimson blood, a gallant knight falls--is it her Percy? Hearing a cheer, she looks. Percy stands,the victor. Her lover is safe!

Okay, now I know the world is being handed over to the nutters:

In Thailand, policemen who break the rules, will now have to walk about, sporting a hot pink armband, with a picture of Hello Kitty on it. Yikes. Okay, now that's scary.

I had an English prof, who used to come to class sporting a Hello Kitty tee shirt--that was a bit scary, as well, as I recall.

Well, it seems any old person can go 'round and just purloin my username, and do whatever he or she wants. Here's what blog.uk has to say about it:

Actually that rarely happens. But we can not really do anything about
that. Sorry.

blog.co.uk Customer Support

"Why am I smiling? I just sold a signed photocopy of my bottom on e-bay for 20,000 pounds!"

Love this song! I was playing this record on my phonograph this morning. I remember when this song first came out, I was living near a lake, and loved watching the sailboats--singing the chorus of the song under my breath, watching the boats coasting on the lake.

This is me, in 2001, our college group was staying at a hostel outside of Heeg, in the Netherlands. I'd never been sailing before, and will always cherish my two days on the water (Ilsingmeer?). The first day was good for a newbie--dead calm and peaceful. The second day, it was blowing a gale, and sometimes the boat was nearly perpendicular, and it was...awesome!!!!!! I loved that! I even got to steer the boat a bit, the second day (I was rubbish--I seemed to always steer left, when I should have steered right.)

Hey, I just found out one of the new Dr Who books coming out, is going to be a western! That's fantastic. Love westerns! Love Dr Who! Hoo-ray! 'Course, it'll likely be a long while before I can get my mitts on a copy, but still..that's fab news.

Someone exclaimed to me, yesterday, "Oh, but you HAVE to eat right!"

Why? George Burns ate what he liked, smoked cigars, lived to a ripe old age. A Vermonter, not too long ago, lived to be 101, and claimed to have eaten eggs and bacon every morning, and McDonalds for lunch every other day, and...smoked, and drank, and had steak and baked (jacketed) potatoes three times a week. Even my dad--he lived to be 80 years old--and was still eating steak and bologna sandwiches, and Polish food and such--even after a quadruple by-pass surgery!

Yet, one of my co-workers, years ago, who was a health-nut, died at age 42 of heart problems. My Aunt watched her diet, she died when she was not much older than me.

Besides, eating healthy is prohibitively expensive. No, really. My co-worker went down to the farmer's market the other day--came back empty-handed, as she couldn't afford the fresh veggies there, they were so high. small tin of corn from the grocery: 43 cents. 1 fresh ear of corn from the farmer's market: 75 cents or more. If you only had a very tiny food budget--what would you do? If you've common sense--you'll either buy the tinned, or go without, altogether, depending.

Besides--it's not like I've got anyone depending on me, that I have to be fanatical about my health, is it? I mean--and I mean this quite seriously--in the long run, who cares? I don't have family--we love each other, and every few months we talk for a bit, but my sister and I are virtually estranged--, and in regards to my employment (current and future), I'm of the working class that's considered laughingly expendable, and easily replaceable. So..what's it matter, seriously...what difference does it make? I'm not saying this to feel sorry for myself or whigne--the is just how it is, I live in Reality-land.

So, I don't eat right--I don't think I should be paranoid about my health. I mean, I ate today--so it was just bologna sandwiches and chips (crisps)...at least I ate. Now, I can see if I wasn't eating, where that would cause someone concern--but all this fluttery hand-waving, "Oh, oh, you HAVE to eat right, you know!" Bleh! NO! I DON'T have to eat right! I'm a grown woman, and I'll eat what I please--or what I can afford, and that's that.

Besides, I take vitamins, usually....